"Don't bullshit, Li Fei slept with me last night. He never had the chance to verify, right?" Yin Qingyan's words suddenly made Li Fei feel that sometimes, having a small chest can also be synonymous with being brainless.
"I think you're the one blowing smoke without a draft. Would a bumpkin with taste choose to sleep with you?"
"It's precisely because he has taste that he would sleep with me. You're clearly just jealous."
To garner support, Yin Qingyan looked around and said to the gathered losers, "Do you guys like me?"
"Like!"
The unanimous and high-pitched shout rose, even more orderly and loud than the cadence calls during military training.
Such cute, tender, and adorable little girls really tug at one's heartstrings.
Their chests might not be the most impressive, but considering how young they are, there's plenty of room to grow.
"Those who like me, raise your hands!"
Su Meimei declared, unwilling to be outdone.
"Swish swish swish!"
Hundreds of arms shot up high.
